Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
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Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more.

— William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
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